Disclaimer: I don't own Alias and I never will. But if I did oh the possibilities.
A/N: Jack and Irina are college students in this day and age.
College Days
"Just go talk to her." Arvin said nudging Jack in the side.
"No. What would I say? Besides, no woman like that would want to be with a guy like me anyways." Jack retorted his eyes focused on the gorgeous brunette sitting across the library.
"Come on Jack. Give yourself some credit, you're a good guy, handsome, icy at times but a really good guy." Arvin smiled.
"I worry about you sometimes."
"Come on Jack. Be brave. At least go sit over there maybe she will initiate."
"Will you shut up if I do?"
"Yes."
"Fine." Jack sighs picking up his Calculus book and heading over to the table where she was sitting.
He cleared his throat and she looked up at him her face unreadable.
"Excuse me is this seat taken." He squeaked, his voice going up an octave.
"No." She said simply turning her attention back to her book.
Jack sat down and opened his book looking over the math problem he had just finished. He wanted to say something so bad but he didn't know what. He had never been at a loss for words but it was something about her that made his mouth go dry.
"Do you know how to use trig identities?" he whispered.
"Sure. Do you need some help?" she asked.
"Yes please, I've been working on this one for an hour and I just can't seem to get it."
"Let me take a look," she said standing and sitting back down in the seat next to him.
She didn't notice the shiver that ran down his body when she brushed his hand.
"This is an easy one. May I see your pencil." She asked.
After a minute she had completed the problem and Jack pretended he just now understood.
"Thank so much. I really appreciate all your help. My name is Jack by the way. Jack Bristow." Jack smiled as he gathered his books to go an hour later.
"No problem Jack. You're a fast learner." She smiled also gathering her bags.
She waved goodbye and began to walk away.
"Wait. Are you going to walk alone?" Jack called out.
"Yes. I walk alone all the time."
"Please. Allow me to walk you home. It's dark out." Jack offered.
"Thank you. You're such a gentleman." She smiled.
He took her book bag and slung it over his shoulder. Arvin gave him a thumbs up as he passed.
They exited the library and entered the cold fall air. Jack shivered slightly and she chuckled next to him.
"What?" he asked.
"Are you cold?" she laughed.
"Yes, it's 20 degrees out here. Aren't you cold?"
"Not really. I'm used to the cold weather." She smiled.
It was then he noticed the light hoodie that she was wearing.
"What are you, Russian or something?" he laughed.
"Yes actually. I am." She answered.
He stopped in his tracks to look at her again. Her hair fell around her shoulders, framing her face. Her eyes were an intoxicating brown, like none he had seen before. He began to blush when he realized he was staring.
"You don't have an accent." He pointed out.
"I can turn it on and off." She said with a heavy Russian accent.
Jack just smiled.
"What year are you?" She asked.
"Junior. And you?"
"Junior. I transferred here for the fall."
"Where did you go before you came here?"
"Texas Tech. But I've always wanted to go here."
"Why? What intrigued you about UCLA?"
"I've always been fascinated with California."
"How much of it have you been able to see?"
"Not much. I'm not that familiar with the city."
"Let me take you on a tour this weekend."
"I just met you. How do I know you're not a psychopath?"
"Would a psychopath walk you home?"
"I guess not."
"It was nice meeting you." Jack smiled.
"Likewise. Goodnight." She smiled.
She unlocked her door and was about to close the door when she noticed Jack was still standing there.
"Is there something I can help you with?"
"I didn't get your name."
"I didn't give it." She said smiling then closing the door.
He stared at the door in shock. He turned unsure what to make of the brunette. As he walked back to his apartment on the other side of campus he couldn't help but wonder what the exotic beauties name could be.
Ten minutes later Jack entered his apartment to find his friends waiting for him expectantly.
"So how did it go?" Arvin asked.
"Did you get her number?" William asked.
"No. I didn't even get her name." Jack answered rejected.
"Tough break dude. She wasn't the girl for you anyways." Arvin said patting him on the back and handing him a beer